As u meet me in hell my friends I can tell you are journey has not come to an end for this is just a temporary den and Satan decided to become my friend this is the reason this twist3d madness will never end its just like these padded walls are closing in for the mind is an asylum when sanitys lost so make the choice no matter the cost because once it's gone reality is so far lost
Jul 22, 2015
Jul 22, 2015 at 4:43 AM UTC
Her eyes are as gorgeous as the aura Borealis if want one hell of a trip go ask Alice she will tell you to look through the looking glass and take you on a walk through the grass and as you take a separate path you get a flash of the madness of wonderland flowing through you like sand of an hour glass
Jun 29, 2015
Jun 29, 2015 at 1:31 AM UTC
What hides behind the tears of a clown
A man whos sanity has been lost
And cannot be found
Ive settled my demons
They no longer make a sound
As each waking hour passes
As time keeps counting down
What hides behind a happy face
Is a wicked frown
As all my twist3d thoughts
Keep spinning around and around
Why cant I escape from this
This carnival of hell
But thats a story id rather not tell
So until next time
I wish you all well
Until the day we meet in hell
Jun 28, 2015
Jun 28, 2015 at 12:49 AM UTC
The truest of friends see the light behind your dark as the truest of people see the truest of beauty thats hidden beyond the dark
Jun 20, 2015
Jun 20, 2015 at 10:26 PM UTC
As I walk disguise in the robe of of black wondering if my human life will ever be returned back but as I sit here at this point of no return waiting patiently for my last day as this world slowly turns in the end we all just end up getting burned this life lesson shows us all that tables will turn
Jun 17, 2015
Jun 17, 2015 at 1:57 AM UTC
Finally this long journey has come to an end but all that is left is madness and it seems that in this moment it became my friend so now the finale decision lies in the strongest weapon so which one is it knife or pen ?
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 10:52 PM UTC
Each day goes by as I lie here dead inside with hands shielding my eyes trying so desperately not to cry when people ask how are you I give a fake smile and say F.I.N.E this is where the line ends a voice inside screaming those are your best friends they always promise that they would be there until the end but how I respond is how the **** can I tell i have been back stabbed over and over again why can't this walk through hell come to an end.
Jun 6, 2015
Jun 6, 2015 at 10:40 PM UTC